"You Loved Me When I Stopped Loving You"
You loved me
when my heart had already gone quiet—
when the fire I once lit for you
had learned how to die in silence.
You reached for me
when my hands had already let go,
when the storm inside me
had stopped calling out your name in echo.
You said I mattered
only after I stopped chasing.
Funny how you saw my worth
only when I stopped breaking.
You missed me
when I forgot what your voice felt like.
You fell for me
when I finally stopped falling for you, right?
You wrote me poems
after I stopped bleeding for your name.
You showed up with love
only when it was too late to claim.
And now you ask,
"Why don't you feel the same way too?"
Because, darling—
you loved me when I stopped loving you.